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Tis your love that I miss

While I trust The powers that be To provide all that it is To sustain me Tis your love that I miss Tis thee That I need Lady in the crowd that smiles Only for me Soft touch on my face Sliding cupped hand on my cheek The kiss of hue Tis you Curves and graces Makes my heart races Tis you That I yearn for All else I would gladly miss To hold your hand Would be my marching band While I trust the powers that be They can’t provide me your love To truly sustains me

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